Chapter 8 Killing Immortal Flying Knife
Although it has been ten years since Zhao Di practiced. But he has never come into contact with monsters. Naturally, he is novel and afraid of this legendary alien.
And he didn't even have the slightest experience of encountering the enemy. After thinking about it, he decided to take another safer mountain road. Although it takes a few more days, it's better than losing your life as soon as you go out.
Although the physical strength of immortals is much higher than that of ordinary mortals, for Zhao Di, who only has four levels of cultivation in the gas refining period, he is still very tired after a day of mountain road.
He thought it was time to eat something and have a peaceful night's rest. It's not too late to hurry up the next day. When Zhao Di left Jian's house, he neither brought a water bag and kettle nor any dry food. After all, it was not difficult for an immortal to solve the problem of eating and drinking. Even after the foundation-building period, due to the moistening of the strong spiritual power, the monks' bodies are completely different from mortals, and they can reach the realm of "pigu". They don't need any diet at all, just need to breathe and spit out the aura of heaven and earth.
At this time, Zhao Di spread all his attention to the surroundings. With such a powerful consciousness, he could already monitor every move within a radius of dozens of meters, whether it was the sound of earthworms drilling into the soil, the fragrance of grass, or some pollen attached to the hair when the bees flew over the flowers, these It all clearly appeared in Zhao Di's mind. This feeling seems to control everything around him, which makes Zhao Di enjoy it very much.
If it was a little farther away, it would not feel so sensitive, but the behavior of a hare gnawing on tender grass more than 100 meters away was still noticed by Zhao Di.
"Hidden", Zhao Di used such a primary low-level spell on himself. He only saw a beam of aura wrapped his body. After a few flashes, Zhao Di's whole body disappeared into the mountain forest. Of course, this kind of low-level spell that hides the body is only effective for mortals. If there are immortals nearby, you only need to use the "spiritual eye" that is also a low-level spell to easily see Zhao Di's every move.
After Zhao Di performed the hiding operation, he easily walked seven or eight meters away from the gray-haired hare without alarming it. Then a small fireball hit about half a meter around the rabbit. After a burst of fire, a small hole about half a foot deep was left here, and the hare, who didn't know what had happened and was still concentrate on gnawing on the stem, was also shocked to death on the spot by the aftermath of the explosion.
"The power of the mini version of Fireball just now is just right. If it's bigger, it will burn the delicious food." Zhao Di grabbed the hare on the ground and praised himself. At the same time, he also thought:
"It's better to seize the time to practice using magic weapons. It's much easier to use magic weapons to kill beasts. Moreover, the books say that the law of the jungle in the immortal world is a little more dangerous than the secular world. It's better to protect yourself by more means.
He blew up a small pit with a small fireball, wrapped the rabbit in leaves and put it into the pit, covered it with a layer of soil, and then pressed seven or eight branches with thin arms.
With a "pop", he gathered a small fire the size of a soybean on his finger and gently bounced on the branch. The branch immediately burned violently, and in a moment, seven or eight branches were burned to ashes.
"This flame of aura is so powerful that it is a little difficult to control. The soil is also very hot. Wait slowly for half an hour, and the rabbit should be cooked. Why don't you take this opportunity to practice the manipulator again?
He took out a flying knife-shaped magic weapon from the animal skin bag. The blade was about three inches long and one inch wide. The handle was extreme. The whole knife was only the size of a palm, and the whole body was a faint blue light.
This knife is a lower-grade magic weapon, but it was given a very powerful name by Zhao Di - the flying knife to kill immortals. This was given to him by his family when he reached the fourth level of cultivation in the gas refining period, and it is also his only magic weapon at present.
Zhao Di slowly transported the spiritual power to the flying knife through the palm of his hand, and at the same time enveloped the divine consciousness on the whole knife. The knife jumped up in the air with a buzzing sound.
The manipulator is the imperial weapon, which is a common means of air control for monks. In addition to the spiritual power to be transported into the magic weapon so that it can establish a spiritual connection with the monk, it is also necessary to use the divine mind to control the every move of the magic weapon.
"Go!" Zhao Di scolded, and at the same time, he tried his best to imagine the knife flying forward.
Sure enough, the fairy-killing knife flew straight forward with a blue light speed, and flew more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye.
"back!" Zhao Di gave another "instruction" to the flying knife in his mind. At this time, the knife seemed to be a little reluctant. He trembled a few times, and then slowly turned around and flew to Zhao Di.
"It seems that I can only control the flying knife about ten meters around me now, and it is difficult to operate it skillfully beyond this range." Zhao Di thought that since he got this magic weapon, he had practiced the imperial weapon seven or eight times, and now he can finally barely manipulate it skillfully around him.
He practiced several times. He not only tested how far the knife could fly to lose control, but also practiced the manipulation of flying flexibly in close proximity.
About half an hour later, a fragrance floated out of the soil, and Zhao Di stopped practicing.
He was full after eating two rabbit legs. He casually found a half-meter-long banana leaf and used a "rain transformation technique". In an in an moment, countless small drops of water condensed in the air above his palm, which turned into drizzle and slowly fell on the banana leaves. Soon the banana leaves were full.
"How sweet!" Zhao Di took a few sip happily, jumped on the branch of a big pine tree beside him with a satisfied expression, easily climbed to a high place with his hands and feet, and chose a more comfortable place to rest tonight.
Maybe he was really tired, and he soon fell asleep. In the dream, he was on the earth for a while, and he was having a class with his classmates; for a while, he learned spells with a group of dolls, and all kinds of gorgeous and powerful lights made him fascinated; for a while, he returned to "when he was a child". Jian Xiner followed him like a tail every day, constantly urging him to tell
A roar of a beast resounding through the mountain forest woke Zhao Di up from his dream.
Zhao Di immediately sat up and looked along the sound. Under the moonlight, he could only vaguely see a large black-and-white striped beast in the distance, which was coming slowly beyond his position.
Zhao Di injected spiritual power into his eyes and looked at the beast carefully for a while with spiritual eyes. He was sure that it was just an ordinary beast with no spiritual power at all.
Zhao Di, who was secretly relieved, simply waited patiently for the beast to enter the tree. If he didn't guess correctly, it was probably the smell of the half-baked hare that attracted this guy.
When the beast reached seven or eight hundred meters away from Zhao Di, Zhao Di saw the appearance of the beast clearly and couldn't help taking a deep breath.
This beast is more than three meters long, and the snow-white fur is printed with black markings, which is like the white tiger, a cherished animal that may have been extinct on the earth.
"Good guy!" Zhao Di was happy to see the hunting. In his impression, the white tiger is of special significance. It is said that those who have seen and hunted the white tiger are all heroes of a generation. It's only been a day since I went out to practice, and there is such a good omen. Does it indicate that I will be lucky next?
This is also because Zhao Di is an immortal, so he dares to think so. If ordinary mortals had seen this beast, they would have been scared to the point of weakness. How could they think it was a good omen?
This unlucky white tiger obviously did not notice the existence of Zhao Di, and still walked out step by step towards somewhere with a strong meat fragrance.
Suddenly, a blue light wrapped a knife a few inches long flew out of the pine tree and went straight to the white tiger, and suddenly reached the side of the white tiger.
Although the white tiger is huge, its movements are very agile. It just moves forward, so that the body avoids the blue light. At the same time, the long tail is swept and thrown on the blue light.
The steel-like long tail hit hard, afraid that even the thick tree of the palm can be broken.
But the blue light was not affected at all. It randomly fell and turned in the direction and ran to the tiger's belly. The speed makes the tiger unavoidable at all.
After hearing the white tiger's painful howl, he was cut open by the blue light from beginning to end, and then fell to the ground and died, and the tiger's bloody internal organs flowed all over the ground.
"Cut the Immortal Flying Knife" won a complete victory in the first actual battle, and then was happily taken back by Zhao Di. Zhao Di paused for a moment, sacrificed the flying knife, and then carefully controlled it and cut off the whole white tiger skin little by little.
Such a fine control and the consumption of consciousness, when the whole tiger skin was taken off, Zhao Di felt drowsy in his mind, which was obviously caused by the excessive use of consciousness. He put away the flying knife and didn't care about tidying up the tiger's skin, so he went back to the pine tree and fell asleep.
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